Procreation

Chapter One:: Look What Happened

And I swear its the last time,
And I swear its my last try.
And we'll walk in circles around this whole block,
Walk on the cracks in the same old sidewalks.
Then we'll talk about leaving town,
Yeah we'll talk about leaving.
And I swear its my last time,
Yeah, I swear its my last try.

 

"If you had to procreate the world, who would u pick? Harry or Draco?" asked Ginny. 

All eyes turned in my direction. I could feel their eyes on me. Some curious, some amused. Two pairs of eyes in particular bothered me. One pair of calm green eyes and one pair of icy silver ones.

"Umm.." I hesitated, "Well.. that's not a fair question," I said, finally.
"Why ever not?" interrupted Dean. "I mean, yeah, they are both good looking, which is not meant to be taken in any umm, "queer", way you perverts, but everyone knows where your heart truly lies."


I blushed. I can't believe I blushed. Ginny is going to so regret this idea when I'm done with her.
Before I could open my mouth to defend myself, a voice cut through the awkward silence that had settled on the normally noisy group.

"Give the poor girl a break people," the voice said.
I looked up, startled, into a pair of amused silver ones.
"Everyone knows she'd have picked me over Harry anyway" the voice drawled.

"Yeah, because she wouldn't want to hurt your fragile self confidence." Harry retorted.
"Why do you two care anyway?" Ginny jumped in.

"Oh because Harry's a sore loser" said Draco calmly
"Shut up Malfoy!" said Harry.
"Shut up Malfoy!" mimicked Draco, "Is that the best you can come up with Harry? Small wonder she chose me over you"
"Oh so you WANT her to pick you, Draco?" asked Ginny, a tad too sharply to be taken as teasing.
"Umm, no.." Draco started to say
"Oh so, I'm not good enough for you now am I?" I asked, my eyes catching Ginny's slight wink.
"Girls, Girls, One at a time please..."Draco said.
"Oh. So now you want BOTH of us? what exactly are you trying to say here Malfoy? that I'm not good enough for you anymore?" asked Ginny looking murderous
"No, Gin, sweetheart... I was just fooling around, you know I was, right? "Draco asked, looking desperate
"No, Gin, sweetheart...I'm a prick, you know I am, right?" mimicked Ron.
"Whatever Weasley"
"Hey, don't "whatever Weasley" me! You’re going out with my sister Malfoy!"
"So what if I am? At least one of you has taste!"
"Yeah, Shit taste!"
"Ronald Weasley!"
"Ooooh! BUSTED!!!" Harry, Dean and Seamus chorused as Ron turned around to look at his sister
"Uh.. but.. "Ron stammered as everyone around him burst out laughing at his expression. "What? What's so funny?" he asked.
"Oh God Ron, that was classic" said Dean mimicking Ron's expression.
"You look like you got caught with your pants down in front of Moaning Myrtle ,You-Know-Who and Lavender," said Seamus which brought about the usual, "Oooh Lavender and Ronnieee sitting in a treeeee."

The jeering voices slowly faded as I asked myself who I would procreate the world with? Harry? or Draco?

Harry. Jet black hair, beautiful emerald eyes. Innocence. Fun. Courage. Maturity. Honesty. Wit.  Sex Appeal. Love. Mix all the ingredients and you get Harry James Potter. Easy to love and easy to break your heart with. I would know.

Draco. Silver blonde hair. Icy silver eyes. Sarcasm. Honest. Witty. Sex Appeal. Neat Ass. Ginny's. Not my type at all. The Bad Boy mix. The date 'em and break 'em kind. But, so in love with Ginny. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever find that kind of love. Preferably with Harry.

He is such a beautiful human being. So sensitive and unsure. So insecure, yet so brave. "The Boy Who Lived". The boy I love. My best friend. The only one I want, the one I can't have.
God. This is so clichéd. Me. Hermione Granger. In love with her best friend. The hero. So I get to be the love sick bimbo while he rushes off to save the world. Ha! and Ron gets to be his faithful sidekick. ::sigh::  The story of my life. I've looked in every book ever written about love to see if there is any way that I can not love Harry. What do I find? Zilch. Zero. Nada. Nothing. Just my luck.
Not. I'm not sad enough or even that far gone to look for a cure to heartbreak. I'm just going to have to lump it and keep quiet about it. No one's ever going to find out that way. There won't ever be a need to. Your his FRIEND Hermione. That's all you'll ever be. Oh, now I'm talking to myself. I need a life.

 

Hey Hey Hey!! Okay that was pretty crap yeah? Well, review it and tell me if I should write some more. It's not done yet, but if you don't like it, I'm not going to write it. That's all I have to say. It isn't all that. It isn't anything at all. But hey! gimme credit! It's my first go at fan fic. So, please review! *muah* much love! ~munchie ((munchkin)).

Look What Happened © Less Than Jake.

Procreation © Munchkin!